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Art by Ray Lederer
Arthur: You mean to tell me, that you spend two whole days in the tavern?
Merlin: No.
Arthur: No, you didn't?
Merlin: No, I didn't mean to tell you that.
Merlin: Where are you going?
Morgana: I'm headed home.
Merlin: Why, why? I thought we were all drinking tonight?
Morgana: You guys are fine without me.
Merlin: Oh come on, but it's the tavern. The tavern's fun!
Arthur: You hate the tavern.
Merlin: I like the tavern when Morgana's here.
Merlin: *to Morgana* You're the only thing in here that smells good.
Tavern
Auld Dubliner & Oliver St. John Gogarty Pub in Dublin, Ireland
Basement Walk Out Florence An illustration of a mid-sized urban walk-out basement design with gray walls and porcelain tile flooring
The Eternal Tortoise Vol. 4 Issue #15
Sunday Respite - Cavernous, Ravenous Taverns of World-Wide Renown
‘Light the hearth, straighten the benches, and tap the kegs; we have a night to remember on the horizon, just threatening to be forgotten! We fist-hearted patrons of these merry houses should hold a pride at our chests for every cask and tankard emptied under this roof, and every other alike it.
So, adventurers, nomads, way-walkers and wanderers alike - to all the lost and found that my carrying voice can meet - know that tonight our doors are open wide; our tables soaped; our bards well-paid. We welcome all that can hear the call for celebration and come to meet our kin with strong, dark drinks and rancorous cheers.
May the darkness beyond the walls know of our noise - the songs of our familial might! For, until the sun rises, and even perhaps beyond that, we shall sing so loud that the sky may break and all the stars may descend to join in our harvest and feast.’
Here are three taverns from across the land, no shared soil between a single pair. They are worlds apart, yet share a common faith - maybe even a certain spirit, or two.
South Coast Bathhouse
Low set amongst the heights of the marble and granite metropolis around and above lies a single-storied structure. Its face is lined with dozens upon dozens of pillars holding up the flattened roof, and rows of squared windows of inch-thick, lead-lined glass that warp and wave perceptions, each shining with candlelight. From beneath the front doorway crack and every opening left upon its latch pours a sweet smelling tide of milk-white steam. It collects in pools against the walls, waterfalling down the approaching steps like cream from an ill-poured flask. Swaying above the door is a painted sign denoting a squat, smiling lady with rosy cheeks in a brass tub, one foot raised in laughter. Inside, where would otherwise sit tables and stools, are dozens of stonewalled baths with coasters floating atop the brothing waters, enchanted to never spill their hold. The smell of floral incense fills the heavy air. Patrons and guests walk about with towels around their waists and chests, smelling of roses and lavender. Trays of small liquor bottles rattle in their hands as they tread the slate floor and bristled carpets with bare feet toward their cheering friends.
All-the-Eyes-of-the-River
This tavern is open air; a wooden, crescent bar build upon the shallow stones of the city’s river basin. Revelers enjoy the cool waters running across their feet and the late-night swallow song as birds hunt and lash at the mayflies darting across the calm, placid surface. Spiced and honeyed drinks are heated in brass cauldrons above a cobblebrick furnace in the centre of the tables and benches. They are served in tall, crystal glasses of angular patterns by a pair of shaven-headed brothers dressed in the loose, light garments of afar priests and travelling holy men, yet they whistle and sing like the local sailors. Play fights are common in the waters. Boisterous challengers often wrestle about in the wet grasses of the river bank until one backs down and surrenders into buying the next round of golden, peppered ales for the gathered crowd.
The Maze
A peculiar, local legend - The Maze lies dead centre of the town, only a few steps downhill from the market square. It is built into a heap of exposed stone, and its front facing entrance is decorated with ever smoldering torch sconces and piles of false skeletons like the dungeons of folklore. Costumed guests in garish colours and hidden beneath hand-crafted masks swarm the doorway, holding painted glasses and luminescent necklace charms, printed with The Maze logo. A muscular titan of a minotaur holds the velvet rope shut to all but paying customers. The foyer is a wide, stone floor with a well-stocked bar opposite the entrance, manned by a jet-black Minotaur, twice as large as the doorwoman. To the left and right are dozens of narrow passages which sink away into the dark, all busy with dancing, happy people, pressed close against eachother. Every passage is flashing with dancing blooms of overhead light show displays, the walls echo with wild, heart-aching music and melodies. It is not uncommon for guests to get lost in the worming corridors and secret rooms that make The Maze such a tantalising conclusion to a midnight sprawl across town. Thankfully, the hosts know this place like the back of their bar cloths, and find all of the passed out patrons safely tucked away into warm, quiet corners for a restful sleep before they lock the place for the morning. Some regulars even have grown to learn some of the bar’s layout and can find their favourite hidey holes through memory alone. The hosts have even adorned these little cubbies with pillows and blankets for them if they like them.
Enjoy
Pixie x
Thats my friends and i as a Dungeon and Dragons party. The alcoolic gnome sorceress, an bard half-goat and an absent minded elf wizard. We are a pretty useless party to be honest...
I created 9 unique Dwarven, Elven, & Orc Taverns!
Welcome to the sequel of my Dwarven, Elven, & Orc Ships map pack! The last map pack was very popular, so I thought I would continue the theme and design 9 unique taverns that are owned and visited by these races.
As always, I tried to keep these maps fairly neutral in design without going too overboard (except for the orcs, like before...). I hope they serve useful in your games!
The grid size for each map is 30x40.
You can download the first three maps for free here.
Hello adventurers!! 😊 One of the most well-known and loved inns in the great city of Baldur’s Gate, the Elfsong Tavern is a two-story establishment in the Lower City where you can find cheap ale, a warm meal, a half decent bed and all the gossip and trouble you might need… 🏠🍻🎶
You can find this map and many others right now on my Patreon!! https://www.patreon.com/posts/elfsong-tavern-102920350
Orc Tavern
This Orc Tavern may look intimidating from the outside, but it is merely a tourist trap run by two entrepreneurial half-orcs.
This tavern simulates everything that happens in a real Orc mess hall, but makes sure that no one is cooked, stabbed, or eaten.
Download this map for free here.
This map is part of my Dwarven, Elven, and Orc Taverns pack.
Fey Tavern
Tucked away in a wild forest is this enchanting tavern, a place where the senses are energized and the body is nourished.
This tavern is ran exclusively by Fey creatures, who delight in meeting new guests and treating them with delicious food, hot steamy baths, and warm beds, all free of charge.
However, there is a catch. Once someone enters this tavern…they don’t feel like leaving.
This map is part of my Dwarven, Elven, & Orc taverns pack. You can download the first three maps for free here.
Auld Dubliner & Oliver St. John Gogarty Pub in Dublin, Ireland
As I make my way cross country I've decided to stop at the most ridiculous & out of the way places. On my journey off of I-495 West I found this Tavern that displayed a sign of beer to go (by the glass) Hmm, lets agree to disagree about federal laws